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Friday evening. The last quarter of the year. I was looking like a complete Hausa gentleman in my Kaptans, everything white, including the cap and sandals. I had kept aside my normal t-shirts and jeans, shirts and trousers for a cultural outfit to honour the Friday as the tradition has it. I was waiting in the common room at the hostels. I had ealier sent for her thru' her good friend, Halima. It was some twenty minutes . I looked at my watch. She had not yet surfaced. I was wondering ?what was wrong before I heard her thin voice slightly above the whispers of the winds:
"Good greetings", she reluctantly spoke inaudibly.
She was putting on a white frock with a thin veil that elegantly covered her shoulders over to head.
"Sit down. You are looking extra-fine." I complimented, ignoring her greetings.
"I did not ?see you for sometime, where have you been?", she asked. She continued before my response "I came to your office several times but they always said you were'nt on seat".
"I have grown a little busier than neccesary in the past days , we traveled every morning, I and my boss." I answered. ?
I was itching ?so immediately she sat down I continued:
"My goddess, why did you do that to me?"
What? She asked, apparantly bewildered.
No! my goddess, you know I can go to every length, I have searched the records of the Chemical Engineering Department in the university you said he passed thru' but did not find that name you mentioned!
"No! my goddess, you should have known we do not need this for our relationship to blossom. We are already committed to each other. This cannot in any way develop the relationship but rather ?inflict a permanent wound on it. No! My goddess you need to understand that relationships have life. Our union is far greater than myself and you. If we allow it ?die we are allowing a better part of our life to die recklessly. We are killing a life on its own! Can't you see?! You cannot just suppose I should express to you more love by telling me more lies. No, ma goddess. You will only destroy further the trust that binds us...."
"Okay stop it" she cut in.
"The self righteous. Why do you think I should tell you lies?".
I really was shocked by that abrupt cut in, because she had never reacted to me that way before.
"What I told you was the sole truth and nothing short of it. It is better we learn to decouple and get over it all, if not, you are in for a big shocker"
Decouple? I was really shocked the more, because she had never put it that mildly.
"Why do I have to tell you lies?" she repeated, "for your more love?" she asked again.
My heart sank and was seriously short of words. Where on God's earth has she gathered this guts to speak to me in this tone. The bewilderment quickly turned to my ?belonging. She was growing furious.
"Ma goddess cool down, this is very important..."
"What important? It is the truth and nothing but it. To lie to you about what?" she was swearing.
"Okay, my goddess tell me something." I called her attention.
"Do you love me?"
"No I don't love you". She said looking at me hard in the eyes.
"Ma goddess do you like me?"
"I don't like you"
"Okay tell me anything good, ma goddess, ?tell me anything gud bout ma self."
"There is nothing gud bout u". she said standing up.
"You, ma goddess what is wrong with you?", I shouted at her as everybody in the common room turned looking at us. Her voice and body was shaking as she began to weep unbridled.
I really cannot remember what moved me to tears too, but I knew I was ?feeling too deep for our relationship. Everybody was looking at us before she rushed into the hostels leaving me in the common room under the scrutiny of some crowd's eyes, in my traditonal Hausa attire.
It was a real knock out.
The most pathetic scene of my life.
I shamefully moved out of the room making my way out of the campus. It was a real knock out!!!
I was walking, carried away by my thoughts as I heard a deep screech, though I successfully dodged, but ?the motorcycle really hit me on the arm. The motorcycler stopped but I told him to leave since I knew deep inside me I was on the wrong.
The weekend was boring and I was restless all thru' . I had grown worn out . Signs of distress and weariness were shown all over me. Many ppl kept asking me what was wrong but I couldn't bring myself to tell them because I believed we have shared much with her to the extent that no one could really grasp the density of my problem, as such I concluded that nobody could really advice me right.
Anytime I closed my eyes I would see her face turning into a mask, her eyes turning into ?a pair of holes on a seemingly white blanket. Then the hard sound of her voice saying "Decouple", saying "I do not love you" saying "There is nothing good bout u". ?
I was standing in the third floor in our office building the following Monday morning when I spotted somebody like her exactly, in a lab coat moving toward the biological sciences laboratory. The laboratory is a little distant away from our office building. I rushed down almost running, to meet her before she enter the lab. I could'nt have shouted her name because to my tradition shouting out her name would breach all the rules of civility, decorum and courtesy, as such I had to increase much, my pace.
I met her before she entered.
"I am heartily sorry." I said, without waiting to greet.
"I pray that you forgive me". I added.
"No. I should have asked for your forgivess", she said.
"I am the one who wronged you", She said, looking quite surprised that I made the submission first.
She went ahead and said " I saw you during the weekend. I went to Kaduna on Saturday, came back on Sunday, passed through the main family house , saw you sitting at that gossip centre alone around 4:30 pm"
She paused a little. " I guess, you must have seen us also."
I answered in the affirmative.
"Okay that Jeep fronting our car was the man's car, he was the one driving it."
A sudden chill ran down ?my spine. I died a little.
"So it was not over.", I said to my self.
Deep inside me I knew it was not the truth she was saying. But I could not complain again because that would lead to another series of discontent remarks. I did not say anything, regrettably feeling a strong barrier coming between us. She was somebody before, whom I do not guard my utterances whenever I was together with. But ?as it appeared, a gap had been introduced in between us. If I want peace I must be more careful.
"Maybe I will see you after the practicals", I said turning as she moved further into the lab.
I got back to my office much worried. "I need to think this out", I said to myself. My condition was really deterioting. I was loosing grasp of things around me. I became emotionally unstable. And above all my job was becoming threatened by those new attitudes. I decided to apply for a simple one-week casual leave that would allow me a breathing space to be able to review my life entirely.
I called Yankari Game Reserve, Bauchi State and made arrangements for accomodation. I left that evening.
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It'd been seven months ?since the beginning of the crisis. I thought she was not solemn when she said she was marrying. I did not take her serious. I would only say to her "dear, no, you have to wait for me to prepare more, since you know I have a lot of ppl around me and would want to be certain they get the best of treatment when they come to my wedding. And my intention is to do everything singlehandedly without expecting anything from any relative or parent, spare me sometime, it is hundreds of thousands of naira project. You know I have taste.", I would joke it out.
That fateful evening, when I said so, she smiled and said "No. it is not you I am marrying; It is my dad friend's son; preparations are ripe as they have even disscussed with his elders ."
It was very easy for me to dismiss it as a tease since being me a member of the extended family it was something I would have known had it happened so. When we met the following day she repeated the same thing most emphatically. She went ahead to tell me a little story bout d guy. I still did not take her serious.
I tried to find out from other cousins that are more closer to her but my conviction was re-affirmed.
I started wondering why she should tell something wrong just like that. Thus my conviction was, she was maybe doing it to see how far my commitment to her was. Though there wasn't any reason as I saw it that should make her doubt my sincerity. But yet I decided that I would increase the measure of my commitment so as to gain more surety. Ppl say ladies never get satisfied, they need convincing everyday.
We continued like that as she always affirmed the truth that she was getting married to another person entirely different from me, "some time next year." As she put it.
I reached a conclusion one evening after I have checked the profile of the person she said she was marrying ?and to my surprise there was nothing like the name of that person in the department’s record. It was then I made up my mind to just confront her seriously with my findings and reassure ?her further that she didn't ?need such lies to fill in an imaginery gap.
Now, I have tried to straighten out things but yet with each move we moved faster into another chain of crises that affect me mentally spritually and physically. How on God's earth could I continue to live without her?
It was clear she did not want to admit to me that she lied. ?what do I do?
Okay if I say I would go ahead and continue that way, there wouldn't be anyway I would be free with her again. And that would be another sure way that would bring more crises and heart rendering agonies.
And above all how is our future ?going to look like if in anything she did she tell lies?
What is the way out?
Then my reflections again.
Then the pathetic scene was recreating itself. The mask, the two holes in the blanket, the words as they rang in my brain: "D-E-C-O-U-P-L-E",... "THERE IS NOTHING GUD BOUT U".
I threw my self into the bed sheet shading tears.
The week ended and there seemed no solution, not even a thought-out from me as I was sure there wouldn't be any truth from her even if I decided to confront her with the issue again. It was a real knock out!!
Monday came and I got to the office. She came looking for me. When we saw, I could perceive she was very keen about my disposition as it was obvious I was distressed seriously. She asked as to why I was looking worn-out. I said it was nothing since I knew she knew and she ?knew I knew she knew. She did not stay much. She left.
So my life went in distress for another two months. Then oneday, she came into my office. She was looking a bit unstable. She asked me whether it was true that Adnan got married in ?the previous weekend or not. I answered in the affirmative.
Adnan is another elder, distant cousin of ours, we were working in the same organisation then. He was far my senior both in office and at home. He is like 20 yrs older than me. He was the organisation's secretary, an administrative staff, while I was a technical staff. He had divorced his wife sometime last year and now he got married to another ?young woman just last weekend.
My goddess stood ?a bit hesitant and submitted that all along she had never tought he divorced his wife until one day when she visited him in the staff quarters and saw just one young man in the house. "And now they are saying he married another woman". She said and stood thinking a while.
I was wondering why she was so curious about Adnan's marriage again, why she once visited him at home only to discover that he had divorced his wife. My thought earlier was he was her cousin, they only greet ?but were not that close for her to even visit him.
Well, I could not go ahead and ask anything because that may lead to another crisis or she might not even tell me the truth. Then my boss called me and she said she would live since she was supposed to have a lecture at exactly two and it was already 2:15pm. I reallly was taken aback by that new information.
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Now we are all in our mid twenties, I am at Kaduna , my uncle's place, where I lived most of my adolescent years, to spend some days out of my annual leave . It was also there we first met with the dream gal years back. Then she was residing with her elder sister who was married to another elder cousin of ours, whose house is exactly adjacent to my uncle's .The elder cousin then was undergoing a ?post graduate programme in USA. So she was moved from their quarters which was like 10 km a distance from ours to keep her company. That was how we all started.
I am standing infront of the flats, it is one bright summer morning. I am looking at the long landscape before me , reminiscing over the days we spent there with friends and relatives before I heard the sound of a stoping car from behind. It is she and her younger brother, they come from their quarters to speak to their sister. She alights from the car saying "Salamu Alaikum" to me. I respond back saying "Wa alaikissalamu". She proceeds into her sister's flat. While we great with her younger brother before he joins her.
It has been long since we spoke last. Some ?four solid years back. Much water has passed under the bridge since it first saw the light of the day. We had stopped seeing since then. I found it very difficult to keep looking at her face again upon all what had happened. Whenever we met, that scene kept recreating itself as such I started dodging her. I can vividly remeber the last time she came to my office I told the messenger to tell her I was busy and would not be able to see her. She had glossed over it and left, ?since then she had never tried me again.
I am standing there when they come out after some 15 minutes while her younger brother, being the driver, is moving to the direction of the car, she is moving towards me. She comes standing in my front. I raise my head:
"A'a Doctor how has it been with you? Where are you doing your house job now?"
I ask trying to be more careful in my choice of words.
"No. I am yet to graduate", she ?answers.
" I had a litle problem with my department as such I am spilling over"
" No. do not worry yourself, I believe you will make it. After all there is none in your class that is better than you. This is only an act of fate and Allah will bless it abundantly". I reassure her, consoling.
"I saw your friend, Halima, ?the other day at Malali, but it was from a distance so she only waved.", I relate.
"Yes, she is married now"
"Oh! That is great!", I rejoice.
"How bout Fatima?"
"She too is married, ?just some three weeks back"
" Now remains you, I learnt the other day, in the family house, that a certain lawyer by profession had brought all the stuffs necessary for the engagement". I casually asked.
"That man..., I don't LOVE him, we've only met two months back, and ?besides it's been long since he even called on me last". She affirmed.
"You are a grown-up now, you should have learnt to understand the nature of the alphabets that make up social relations".
"Uhm, this your english". She cuts in.
She is keeping her head down. Her face have lost its smothness giving way for some peaceful wrinkles. It is palpable that she lost some of her youthful grace, though she is still with her natural beauty. Her scarf is tied down to her jaws, bringing out more the light on her face. She hold her two hands together playing with them. She is not standing still as she is doing her possible best not to look at me in the eyes.
" You should learn to understand ?that we do not necessarily have to wait for those we love when there are those who love us". I ? speak further, ignoring her comments.
"If we insist on those we love we will never ever get those without deficiencies. As such If I am allowed to suggest, I think you marry him since he does not have any mental and physical shortcoming of whatever magnitude besides those that are normal and common to each and everyone among us as humanbeings."
"Mhm the extraordinary personality". She said in her usual flattering manner.
"No. It is not the issue of being extraordinary it is the talk of reality, what eyes can see and hands can touch".
"No. he's not been calling me since", she persisted.
At this moment her brother ?grows a little impatient and horns to call her attention. She bids me goodbye promising to come back tomorrow to discuss further. They board away in the car. I stand there watching as the car leaves. She keeps waving as if she is traveling a far. I am standing reminiscing with words from a poet friend, Diego Okenyedo:
LOST MEMORIES
Memories , come back, you are needed to unheal some sores
Memories, recall, come re-shattter some mended hearts
Memories, rewind, return from the oblivion you were sent
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Mermories, we've forgiven but the problem is we cannot afford the luxury of forgetting.
Memories, re-call, so that we can love again.....
I feel the soft hand of my 6 yr old niece touching my hands, intruding into my thought processes.
"Uncle, you are needed, uncle Anwar says, ' Baba and the rest are all their waiting for you', so I should call u", she says.
We are suppose to hold a meeting this morning with my uncle who resigned from public service just last week and intends to give us a brief lecture on how life has been to him in his days as a public servant. I quickly trace my steps there. As I enter the sitting room I hear his metallic voice saying " ....I served for 35 solid years but true to God there is nothing we hold unto in this world that assumes any form of permanence. It is always by letting go of what we hold we come to possess something real."
Yes, Uncle suplies the pill. "There is nothing we hold unto in this world that assumes any form of permanence. It is surely by letting go of what we hold unto we come to possess something real."
Yes, uncle is right. Now I am sure I will never ever tell her I love her again.
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Friday evening. The last quarter of the year. I was looking like a complete Hausa gentleman in my Kaptans, everything white, including the cap and sandals.
A'a show! juss b'cus of luv one muss dress nicely! All in white........what u muss b a GHOSTLY dressed u
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It was some twenty minutes . I looked at my watch. She had not yet surfaced.
She is takin her tym, she has 2 apply make up & also dress 2 impress u
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I was wondering ?what was wrong before I heard her thin voice slightly above the whispers of the winds:
Then she muss hav whispered in ur ear! if its thin how did u hear......juss tell us say she whispered in ur ear
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She was putting on a white frock with a thin veil that elegantly covered her shoulders over to head
. Lady in white kenan, Waz u sabi look like so?!
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"Okay stop it" she cut in.
"The self righteous. Why do you think I should tell you lies?".
U GO GUL ITS GUL POWER!!!
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I really was shocked by that abrupt cut in, because she had never reacted to me that way before.
What u xpect her 2 hush....she will tlk ten b/4 u tlk one well now she did :-/
Quote""Do you love me?"
"No I don't love you". She said looking at me hard in the eyes.
"Ma goddess do you like me?"
"I don't like you"
DID SHE TELL U ALL THAT 2 UR FACE? "Ouch"!!! it hurts :o
Quote"Okay tell me anything good, ma goddess, ?tell me anything gud bout ma self."
"There is nothing gud bout u".
Owwwww "Ouch" that muss hav hurt lyk a dagger thru ur heart
Quote"You, ma goddess what is wrong with you I shouted
Now! now b a gentleman Waz, nay shaul raise thee voice on a LADY
QuoteI really cannot remember what moved me to tears too
Don Allah did u cry 4 real u muss hav a big capacity of cryin & a reserviour of tears
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but I knew I was ?feeling too deep for our relationship. Everybody was looking at us before she rushed into the hostels
Juss lyk in d movies koh?
Quoteleaving me in the common room under the scrutiny of some crowd's eyes, in my traditonal Hausa attire.
All d dressin went 4 nefink? :-/
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I was walking, carried away by my thoughts as I heard a deep screech, though I successfully dodged, but ?the motorcycle really hit me on the arm.
Whoaaaa Look its robocop abi more or less na lovycop.....
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The weekend was boring and I was restless all thru' . I had grown worn out . Signs of distress and weariness were shown all over me.
dis doctor gel sef, she duznt know Waz na gud person
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I threw my self into the bed sheet shading tears.
Noooooo Waz du d throwin dem self on d bed bit, Men smash their fist till it bleed on d wall .plz 4give me 4 I juss hav 2 LAFF u cried?. This is hilarious
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"I saw your friend, Halima, ?the other day at Malali, but it was from a distance so she only waved.", I relate.
"Yes, she is married now"
"Oh! That is great!", I rejoice.
"How bout Fatima?"
"She too is married, ?just some three weeks back"
" Now remains you, "That man..., I don't LOVE him,
Ohhh father, 4 heavenly sake juss go 2 d main point. HABA !!! BOTH OF U SHUD JUSS GO STRAIGHT 2 D POINT YA'ALL WANT EACH ODA BCK......U GUYS SUIT EACH ODA...OYA WAZ JUSS TELL HER U WILL TAKE HER BCK & STOP FRONTIN............
.........mhmmmm JUSS LYK I said in part one either babygul is gonna b cheatin on it wud probably end lyk she is gettin married 2 sum1 else............
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A'a show! juss b'cus of luv one muss dress nicely! All in white........what u muss b a GHOSTLY dressed u
She is takin her tym, she has 2 apply make up & also dress 2 impress u
Then she muss hav whispered in ur ear! if its thin how did u hear......juss tell us say she whispered in ur ear
. Lady in white kenan, Waz u sabi look like so?!
U GO GUL ITS GUL POWER!!!
What u xpect her 2 hush....she will tlk ten b/4 u tlk one well now she did :-/
DID SHE TELL U ALL THAT 2 UR FACE? "Ouch"!!! it hurts :o
Owwwww "Ouch" that muss hav hurt lyk a dagger thru ur heart
Now! now b a gentleman Waz, nay shaul raise thee voice on a LADY
Don Allah did u cry 4 real u muss hav a big capacity of cryin & a reserviour of tears
Juss lyk in d movies koh?
All d dressin went 4 nefink? :-/
Whoaaaa Look its robocop abi more or less na lovycop.....
dis doctor gel sef, she duznt know Waz na gud person
Noooooo Waz du d throwin dem self on d bed bit, Men smash their fist till it bleed on d wall .plz 4give me 4 I juss hav 2 LAFF u cried?. This is hilarious
Ohhh father, 4 heavenly sake juss go 2 d main point. HABA !!! BOTH OF U SHUD JUSS GO STRAIGHT 2 D POINT YA'ALL WANT EACH ODA BCK......U GUYS SUIT EACH ODA...OYA WAZ JUSS TELL HER U WILL TAKE HER BCK & STOP FRONTIN............
.........mhmmmm JUSS LYK I said in part one either babygul is gonna b cheatin on ?it wud probably end lyk she is gettin married 2 sum1 else............
Ummita when Twinkle peeps in one of these days she would sure mark ur scripts and award grade. But it appears like u were very very very very very very very very very subjective in your critique of this story to the extent that u have to manipulate everything to suit your own earlier prediction of how the end will end.
Any way a nice job u've done. Just like we do in creative writers club here in Zaria. We analyse every piece of art work from d angle of d grammer, construction, logic and choice of words. I think I will edit it again and present it there or get into any short story competetion with it. But Ummita tell me your piece of mind, do u think all said here is true? or is it a fiction or even a fact-ion ;D???????
Okay, as you said earlier that making sacrifices in love do not necessarily mean the other party will reciprocate. does that means we should not love again or make sacrifices?
A'a Ummita In har fa mutum baiyi sharan masallaci ba to zaiyi na kasuwa.
Ummita thank u once again 4 d analysis.
"There is no better story then this we live
For we only live one and die
Why then do I cry?
Let me laugh till the day I die"
Waz i've longed for the second part of the story and alas.....it was great,very touching though.......i had to read it several times over and it was as if i was reading a novel by sidney sheldon.....
Man u hav learnt a lesson in life...love hurts at times (ask ummita) but its sweetness overrides its bitterness.....
You know what waz?..................U guys will neva stop lovin each other.The best thing to do is get over all that has ensued btw u and get married.(sai dai kuma u got urselves a kind of vacuum) nonetheless u can get over it......
I just hope the story iz real...........................
hmn waziri cryin over a babe...... :-X :-X.........made me afraid to fall in love........
Gogannaka,
Thanks 4 d compliments. So I can write like sheldon? Wao!! this is the compliment of my life.
No, Gogannaka I cannot overcome it again. Did'nt you see how it all ended. She has already planted a seed of mistrust in my mind. I remain the jewel she will never get back to her possesion again. I will never ever believe her again. Afterall forgiveness is not true; it is not in consonance wid human nature. :'(
......A'a you see some ppl are very emotional, they can only get off of pressures when they shed tears only. It happens to so many ppl i know. the only thing is our ppl scarsely find it reasonable, beautiful and captivating to tell the truth about themselves. And upon all some give priority to their relationship wid others more than anything.
....And again concerning whether the story is true life story or a fiction.... I think I will leave that to you as an assignment to be submitted only after you have consulted some 10 ppl.
Answer sheet to be submitted Monday next week unfailingly. ;)
wid lutta luv
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You know what waz?..................U guys will neva stop lovin each other.The best thing to do is get over all that has ensued btw u and get married.(sai dai kuma u got urselves a kind of vacuum) nonetheless u can get over it......
Haba Gogannaka! Kai kasan halin mata kuwa? Pls, don't ever take them for granted. Whatever they say, they really mean it. As for Waziri's tale, the best thing for him is to call it off foerver. That's the only way to teach them a lesson. In fact, to me Waziri is a hero.Since he has taken the pain of bidding farewell to the 'wary girl'.
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A'a show! juss b'cus of luv one muss dress nicely! All in white........what u muss b a GHOSTLY dressed u
Of course yes, Waziri was right. But Ummita, how d u imagine your self been called suddenly by your boy friend while looking wretched?
She is takin her tym, she has 2 apply make up & also dress 2 impress u
What an absolute conviction? That is to show u the level of preparation she has to do just to win the fine boy. But how do u see kanoonliners?
DID SHE TELL U ALL THAT 2 UR FACE? "Ouch"!!! it hurts :o
You see, one must be mindful of his/ her language in this regard. I quite agree with u Ummita, it was really a bluff that one will never ever forget in his life.
Whoaaaa Look its robocop abi more or less na lovycop.....
Kai! Ummita, it seems u are highly tantalise by Waz gist. Otherwise, you wouldn't have been anatomising it from head to toe.Cheers!
Kai! Kai! Kai! Ku dakata ku dakata. Wallahi Waziri ya iya bada labari. The whole story was explit. He never hide his feelings. Even though, it was a real shocker, but the guy seriously tried for nursing her like a baby.I don't think people like me can love like Waz.
But seriously speeking, we should all learn from the fella.It was one of those things that can befall anybody. I totally agree that luv story has 2 words: Love and deception :'(
QuoteI totally agree that luv story has 2 words: Love and deception :'(
I disagree I believe that in love story there's more than two words.. it can be love and determination, love and communication, love and hate and so on. but love and deception is so not in it.
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I disagree I believe that in love story there's more than two words.. it can be love and determination, love and communication, love and hate and so on. but love and deception is so not in it.
Gimbiya, the reason why I call it love and deception is this; if u look at the content of the story well from the begining to end,the 'naughty girl' succeded in deceiving herself, and that's how she ended up in a mess. Because she was left with nobody to hook unto. Even the lawyer that she was suppose to get married to, is no where to be found. She was left stranded with out any hope. I mean she's just like a lone ranger! But like u said, love doesn't confine it self to deception alone. It all depends on the conditions and circumstances.
you guys now see y i said the definition of love is plain danger?
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But it appears like u were very subjective in your critique of this story to the extent that u have to manipulate everything to suit your own earlier prediction of how the end will end.
But Ummita tell me your piece of mind, do u think all said here is true? or is it a fiction or even a fact-ion ?;D???????
Waz, U know what? The real fact beneath ur story was that you were in love, she cared so much same way you did.........so nothing should ever come between two lovers (as ppl say) which obviously I dont believe! :-/ and the fiction is when people come up to tell their story bout love...........just know that sumthing is up!!!! If d love is love, if d love is true love and if real love wasnt a fake, love stories would never have an end never ever!!!!!............but if ppl come up 2 tell their stories just know that the love has a sad ending. For xample, ( U wud c a guy in a bar takin pint afta pint of alcohol lookin depressed, questinoned? Woman trouble love trouble..........but if things r ok he wud probably b dinin with her in sum nyc bistro...... ) A man comes up to his freind whinin ova his gul.........(of course it has 2 b that love life isnt going well) ppl only complain whinn or mourn ONLY & SOLEY if something goes wrong koh? So in a sense wen ppl come up to tell the tale of their love lives a 75% dead sure that its doesnt have the "happily ever after" ending! Because only told love stories have sad endings. Thats y I said I have a prediciton of how yours will end! I wasnt manipulating! If @ all she never messed you up and you wanted 2 tell us bout d two of you..........I think you will 4eva go on & on ryt? So I did not manipulate my predicitons of how your story will end, Just that "Only if something goes wrong" will you sit 2 tell a tale of ur love life ryt Waziri? 2 critize a person is to have disbelief,disagree in what the say, 2 challenege them of their words in a way 2 even say they lying, which I hav'nt done any of d above but wholeheartedly believed ur storyyyy. Rather I was sayin if the love was meant to be why didnt it b apart from d will of Allah, Y did u d two luv birds break up? Under no consiquences shud ppl who fall inluv fall apart no matter wat, but then why did it happen Waziri?
You know the baffling thing..........ppl say love this love that!!!!!!!! As we have seen how mad you were for doctor gul and how crazy she was 4 u..............but why didnt d love last? Romeo said 2 Julliet he will neva dissapoint her..........why? cuz he luved her..........then y wud in God'z name........Romeo poison himself, knowing that Julliet will hav her heart broken, shattered in pieces, eitherway he still went on & did it, taut he said he will love her forever? There r so many reasons like you said Doctor gul was goin 2 get married 2 sum1 else thats a reason but the fact still remains. Why would she leave you if at all she loved you in the first place?
& Lastly do not coach me wrong.........wat I said earlier with regards 2 ppl falling in love again, one shud juss know that
"love duznt cum with a guarantee u cant fynd it in d hearts of ur lovers let alone d lovers assuring u that"..........!!!!!! & that is simply as I said!
Quotelove hurts at times (ask ummita) but its sweetness overrides its bitterness.....
mhmmmm Gogannaka, a'a ask Waziri dai!!!!!! :-/ Neva found mahself in a situation lyk that,dunno wat its lyk :-/
JiboNura I was analysing Waziri's story based on his facts in d way I c it.........u also came up with luv & deception so technically speakin, one cud say luv can neva b guranteed koh?
This Waz luv story was niceeeeee but tragedikkkkkkk, by the way, Waziri tunda labarin soyayyan ka ne, Do U still luv her???? I am not asking if U r in luv with her.
And, Waziri and JiboNura yaya kuke ma Iyayen mu Mata hannunka mai sanda ne????This one and like many other luv stories with tragedik end, it always portray women as the cause of the wahala..Are U mockering Women's honesty in Luv????
However, I personally don't believe there is true luv. It is all a materr of Passion and Intrest....When u see some thing passionate or intresting in a Gal, then U willingly or carried away emotionally and fall out for her in order to satisfy ur intrest or passion...Some say Luv is blind.
In my personal view:
Luv is passion; Luv is intrest
Luv flee as the passion fades
Luv is gone as intrest lost
And finally,
Luv exist; but never true.
Luv is nature; I cant cheat nature.
God advises us to marry so as to have luv, (which is at the beging) and mercy( when the intrest is lost or the passion is gone) between the partners.
"To whom shall I marry my daughter "a companion asked the noble prophet.
"To one who fear God, as if luv her, he will adore her and if dont luv her, he will not cheat her" noble prophet replied.
This shows at a point of time, luv might be lost, and only mercy and tender will keep us binding, and if luv is true, no matter a condition, it will prevail.
If Luv is true, No matter waht!!! He will still Luv the Gal and be in Luv with her..
My apologies, if I insult ur philosophy.
QuoteIf Luv is true, No matter waht!!! He will still Luv the Gal and be in Luv with her..
GOD BLESS YOU (100 X) Juss lyk I said....thee "LUV" was neva meant 2 b shikenan kawai........but am sure Allah will bless Waziri wit anoda gul.
All dis wahala na waist of tym sef.......ppl say so much bout Luv. If it dey cause wahala, juss keep luv aside raise ur feets and enjoy......theres more 2 life koh?
QuoteAnd, Waziri ..... yaya kuke ma Iyayen mu Mata hannunka mai sanda ne????This one and like many other luv stories with tragedik end, it always portray women as the cause of the wahala..Are U mockering Women's honesty in Luv????
This shows at a point of time, luv might be lost, and only mercy and tender will keep us binding, and if luv is true, no matter a condition, it will prevail.
If Luv is true, No matter waht!!! He will still Luv the Gal and be in Luv with her..
My apologies, if I insult ur philosophy.
A'a alimsuf what is Hannunka me sanda in this simple story? Are u sure u r not using preconceived notions here?
Alimsuf whom did I mock here? Does my story sounds like a mockery of someone? Or did we say all love stories end with women being the cause of the tragedy? Have'nt you read stories that potray men in the bad light? Or did you not read "So Long A Letter" as writting by Mariama Ba?
Life knocks from either of the two doors and it consumes as it gives vigour. It is just the truth of life.
Luv is true, It is true as you quoted the prophet of Islam mentioning it above.
But it is not true that TRUE LOVE IS THE LOVE THAT MUST NOT FADE.
Love no matter how true it is fades when the other party receives it with RUDENESS.
So we here the prophet saying: Love your lover most but be careful, for that lover may turn your enemy. And hate your enemy most but with carefullness, for he/she might turn your lover.
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2 critize a person is to have disbelief,disagree in what the say, 2 challenege them of their words in a way 2 even say they lying, which I hav'nt done any of d above but wholeheartedly believed ur storyyyy. Rather I was sayin if the love was meant to be why didnt it b apart from d will of Allah, Y did u d two luv birds break up? Under no consiquences shud ppl who fall inluv fall apart no matter wat, but then why did it happen Waziri?
You know the baffling thing..........ppl say love this love that!!!!!!!! As we have seen how mad you were for doctor gul and how crazy she was 4 u..............but why didnt d love last? Romeo said 2 Julliet he will neva dissapoint her..........why?
"love duznt cum with a guarantee u cant fynd it in d hearts of ur lovers let alone d lovers assuring u that"..........!!!!!! & that is simply as I said!
OK, Ummita really didn't see that, would have replied u since.
U see, Actually when I said critique above I didn't mean you were criticising my story. Critique, if I am not mistaken, means just "the act of bringing the pros and cons out of a piece of art work". Which I think u did.
And again on the issue of love stories, I think you are dead right, love stories are many times filled with agonizing experiences. My father once told me:
" A story of love is always a story of pains and tears and where there is no pains no tears, there is no love"
That is why the title reads "love story has only two words: love and..."
But yet in the affairs of life, one cannot say he/she cannot love or love is not true. The fact of the matter is we are all capable of loving and must love, consciously or not. But sometimes when we do not do it consciously we end of loving the wrong thing, wrong person and wrong ideas.
And the fact that love is true does not mean it has to last forever. When we say true love we are not saying a love that cannot be broken, that one is a Holly wood definition. But true love is a love that finds stronger meaning in ideology or faith, the one that bring two ppl to pursue a common purpose in life, in a comprehensibly defined way which whenever is violated by any of the two parties will automatically destroy the relationship. And the true love will fizzle away.
This is it, atleast for now
Love, Love Love, na wa wo
"When da Bus 143's engine breaks down
What do u do?
Do u wait until it recovers by itself
OR
Do u get OFF & get on da NEXT bus ? ? ? ? ? ?
Na wa wo, Waz, sai a dau hakuri :P lol, (falling off my seat, lo lol lol) . But give it another go, maybe she doesn't wanna be da first (ka san mata da pride). lol lol :P
Quote But give it another go, maybe she doesn't wanna be da first (ka san mata da pride). lol lol ?:P
You Twinkle we dey suppose to mark Ummita's critiquing script dey here doing LOL to me? Abi which kain (first) she no wan be?
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OK, Ummita really didn't see that, would have replied u since.
U see, Actually when I said critique above I didn't mean you were criticising my story.
Owwww really, sorry bout dat.....didnt c clearly taut u said critisize........my son, its old age (SHE LAFFS)
lol at Waziri after ol i just realise hardliners can love. :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
hi everybody nawo 4 una na tru dat the nigeria kind of love get part two. bcos nigeria gals dey as they be they dont have regards 4 love now they are mad about you and the next time they dont like to c u. in regards to dat nigeria girls are not trust worthy, they cannot b relied on bcos they wil only fail u, dats why guys in nigeria cant stick to 1 gal they go bout havin gals like goats. A typical nigeria gal does not have "LOVE' in her dictionary bcos they dont believe in love, but they only believe in "MONEY'". I have to stop here, bcos dis is my first appearance i am new into the forum. BYE see ya soon. thanx. :shock: :?: :arrow:
Na wa o to u too.I am a typical Nigerian girl and a typical bahaushiya at that.Aand i have fallen in love (very much in love) twice and in both cases no decption from my part,yet all the men did was to betray me.So what if i say it is the men who cannot be trusted.Oh and both men were not rich so where de MONEY?
Grrrrrrr : :x
Sign in as yourself and I'll take you up on your issues.
Why the need to cloak yourself in guest garb?
Ai matan kenan, shi Waziri da ya bude mana famfon zuciyarshi me ya same shi???
Quote from: "ade4ril"hi everybody nawo 4 una na tru dat the nigeria kind of love get part two. bcos nigeria gals dey as they be they dont have regards 4 love now they are mad about you and the next time they dont like to c u. in regards to dat nigeria girls are not trust worthy, they cannot b relied on bcos they wil only fail u, dats why guys in nigeria cant stick to 1 gal they go bout havin gals like goats. A typical nigeria gal does not have "LOVE' in her dictionary bcos they dont believe in love, but they only believe in "MONEY'". I have to stop here, bcos dis is my first appearance i am new into the forum. BYE see ya soon. thanx. :shock: :?: :arrow:
Ade for a first timer you sure came in with a bang. Let me warn you we have some real paper tigresses in this forum and this your shoot from the hip style may rub them the wrong way O!!
Anyway welcome and good luck. At the rate youre goin you may soon experience your baptism of fire!! :)
sign in as myself?Heh heh heh :lol:
Not ready for the onslaght,yet.
What onslaught?
Ashe ba gaskiya al'amarin naki.
I knew it. You've dealt with two hapless guys who probably never knew what hit em, and you've twisted the tale to become the victim.
Since when has the average joe ever gained the upper hand in a typical Nigerian relationship balle ya yi dealin da yar birni irin ki.
In fact I'll soon expose your identity and name your victims for the benefit of the forum.
Just gimme some time :lol: :lol:
You are :twisted: .
I'm not hooking the bait.And who said ni 'yar birni ce?Go finish your investigation then if it is right i will admit it.But i still insist that i was and am the victim. :(
Quote from: "Anonymous"Na wa o to u too.I am a typical Nigerian girl and a typical bahaushiya at that.Aand i have fallen in love (very much in love) twice and in both cases no decption from my part,yet all the men did was to betray me.So what if i say it is the men who cannot be trusted.Oh and both men were not rich so where de MONEY?
Grrrrrrr : :x
Very well.
In the first place a carefull analysis of your post reveals two anomalies. A typical bahaushiya will never admit to falling in love(shegen fadin rai!) talk less of very much in love.
Kuma har twice!!( who dash monkey :?: )
How can u be very much in love 2x in such a short time, an gaya miki love din shan ice cream ne??
How can you be so madly in love with 2 people and claim to be betrayed? Who betrayed who? There must have been an overlap and the poor sods probably thought they were the apple of your eyes all the while.
Any way investigation continues....... Ni da ke ne a gidannan!! :lol: :lol:
kwalelenka na baka labari na :P
some body's turn next.please give us another story.As i see it it's not only girls that are interested in such love tales.
More love stories from k-online members pleeeeeeeeeeeesse
WHY NOT TELL US YOURS
Mrs Ibraheem or is it Ibraheem Waziri the serious lover who started this topic? Here is my love story as a guy. We are waiting for yours!!!!
"A guy and a girl can be just friends... but at
one point or another one of them will fall for the other,maybe temporarily,maybe at the wrong time,maybe too late or maybe, just maybe...forever.... "
"As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called 'best friend'. I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. "
"After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before. I handed them to her. She said thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I
don't know why. "
**************** 11th grade ****************
"The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. she asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep.
She looked at me, said 'thanks'. I love her but
I'm just too shy, and I don't know why."
**************** Senior year ****************
"The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My
date is sick" she said, he's not gonna go" well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together-just as 'best friends'. So we did.
Prom night, after everything was over, I was
standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. Then she said- "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
I want to tell her, I want her to know that I
don't want to be just friends but I'm just too shy. "
"A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angle up on stage to get her diploma. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said-'you're my best friend, thanks' and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "
"Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married.That girl is getting married now. I watched her say'i do' and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said 'you came!'. She said 'thanks' and kissed me on the cheek. "
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my 'best friend'. At the service, they read diary entry she had wrote in her high school years.
This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine; but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me!
'I wish I did too...' I thought to my self, and I cried. "
DO YOURSELF A FAVOUR, TELL HER/HIM THAT YOU LOVE
THEM. EVEN IF YOU DON'T KNOW HOW THEY'LL REACT JUST LET THEM KNOW HOW YOU 'REALLY' FEEL ABOUT THEM. THEY WONT BE THERE FOREVER. AND PLEASE PASS THIS ON TO OTHERS.......AND IF YOU RECEIVE IT, GOODLUCK.
EXPRESS YOUR LOVE.
This is sad.Real sad.Reminds me of the song about living next door to Alice.Yorubaland sorry kaji.
OK-next,please.
we need happy ones please.mine is not so happy and still unfinished da na rubuta.kuma dai gaskiya typing din da wuya.
well love is undefineable, what do you think
Quote from: "elgaazus"well love is undefineable, what do you think
whut u think is whuts' right 4 u if & only if u trust ur own instincts
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Dankauye,
I really truust mmmyy nnstinct and thats what i rreachhhhed abooouuut love, but i am onllly beinng civiliiiseed byy asking too knooowww ppls viiiew aboouut iitt.
Quote from: "Yoruba Land"lol at Waziri after ol i just realise hardliners can love. :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
yorubaland, u knew what!!! luvs feelin respect no class,cares with no one and speaks all language that exists.the tale was fantastic and deserved a clap. xnaks god MAL WAZ has joined the wagon wiz negative step,this is another language which may be he can't speak as fluent as a hardliner....quote= yorubaland :lol: for him to understand much of this lang terminology, i suggest he may apply to ummita,hafsylady,or fateez school of thought .but don't quite unless u see the end of the game. :idea:
maassalam
More love tories please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Heart must break for us to laugh :twisted: :twisted: :twisted:
Guest I agree with you.
assalam,u said more gees ok ,let's start with mistress.......